There are unspoken wishes to fly,
Fly across the river of dreams
Where your heart belongs
The wilderness of untold adventures
Pulls my brightened eyes in chaos
And whispers your beautiful songs
Into my ears.

Wishes to grab upon the tail of the moon
drag it to the sun in the mid of afternoon
But repulsive nature of opposite sites
never meant to be together, at the sides of some prune
Wandering for wonders is what we desire!
So, let’s hold the curtains for the upcoming adventures,
Where you and I are the mere characters.

Can you keep this a secret of us,
So no external hands shall claim it as theirs,
They assume a note but could be a book of stories,
That will reveal it at night when the wind howls at a soft brush on the door,
Meanwhile, I will lead the words for you to our dream,
cause it is my soul purpose to be that narrator.